We've lived in Louisiana a few weeks and two years now. Hard to believe it's been that long. The thing is, I still feel like the new kid in town. I'm still discovering new treasures, hearing new phrases, listening to new music, tasting new foods, exploring new places, marveling at this fascinating culture. I'm still not used to the heat and humidity of summer, or the bugs, though even the natives complain about those things. Makes me wonder if I'll ever feel truly at home here. Or will I always feel like a transplant? Will "home" always be Pittsburgh?
If there's anything that makes Louisiana feel like home, it's the people; the amazing friends we've made here. There's no doubt that these wonderful people have made us feel welcome and loved.
Eric has been home from the hospital for two months and a day now. He's made incredible strides in his recovery, by far exceeding our expectations. He's gained 18 pounds so far. And he's progressing quickly in physical therapy. Yesterday at church, he took the 22 stairs up to fellowship hall two by two, without any oxygen. All this, and yet, it's difficult for Eric to appreciate these achievements. It's frustrating for a fourteen year old boy who's tired of using O2 and feeling short of breath with a fraction of the activity he could do prior to his illness. He just wants to be better. Back to normal. Now. And we have no idea how long this recovery ultimately will take and to what degree Eric will fully recover. What lessons we're all learning . . . patience, acceptance, gratitude, the value of prayer, hope, and faith. Thank you all for joining us on this journey.
We're headed to the library this evening to find books, audio books, and videos for the long car ride to Mo Ranch this Thursday and the return on Sunday. Also at the library, the boys are taking a comic book art class for teens.
Eric's post-workout Sonic snack . . . corndog and a Powerade slush.
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right on!!!! (of course!)
I hope you do start to feel "at home" in LA. I know it was hard for me and I am from Alabama!! Good to hear that things are going well for Eric. Enjoy Mo Ranch! Say hello to the Seays for us in Maryland.
JE
I want you to feel at home in LA, really I do...but it is wrong for me to want you to always think of Pittsburgh as your home? I can't help it, I miss you!
I meant, "is it wrong"?
Mom, I had 22% oxygen. So do you.
Eric, it't 21, but you know what I mean.
Eric, don't be discouraged or allow yourself to get down. You will recover completely! Look how far you have come in only two months after being so ill. I had a major illness years ago and I got depressed because I thought I would never be back to my "old self". The doctors told my husband that I would not be normal in some things. But I am! I worked at it and never quit believing God for a complete recovery and today I am better than I was Before I got sick. Life is good.
HI, Angie, we've been on vacation to KY, 'my home', for the last 10 days. I think home has several different meanings. Home now is in LA, but HOME will always be KY. It is where I grew up, where I have family, and where 'the grass is greener.' You know why people in KY go barefooted? It is holy ground, God's country.
Love, bev
Though you may feel like a transplant, Louisiana has taken to you, my friend. You are a part of us and a part of this state, forever.
I'm so happy to hear how well Eric is doing. Chin up, young buck, you are doing marvelously!!!
I want to hear / see more about the comic book art class??? how did it go??
I loved reading about your adventures at the Mo ranch and I miss you dearly!! hugs
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